Massachusetts General Hospital School of Nursing - Yearbook (Boston, MA)

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SET ON CLUB Left to Right: Ann Sullivan. Recording Secretary; Lucy McN amara. Correspond- ing Secretary: Mary Ward. President; Father iolette. Chaplain. Not present: Delores Ferrara. Vice President ; Marlene Oroetz, Treasurer; M iss Quinlan, Advisor. PROTESTANT (CLUB Felt to Right (Bottom): Rev. B urns, Chap la in; Jean ' t oungberg. Treasurer; Miss Stewart, Advisor. ( I op) : Jean Watt, Secretary ; Katherine Smith Parry, President ; Janet Brink. Memher-at Large. Not present: Shirley Lund. Vice- P, ■ esident ; Audrey Hutch inson, AJem her at Large.

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PROBIE DAYS At six o’clock you hear a gong. You turn and stretch; the hells ring on. Six-fifteen! Open dreary eyes— Everywhere are weary sighs. But then you start a swifter pace; You brush a tooth and wash your face. On with panties, bra. and dress. Shoes and stockings — what a mess! Comb your hair — what a fright! Should have put it up last night. Grab your books and hope and pray You’ve got the ones you II use today. So bright and early in the morn. You step into a dismal dawn. When you reach the Moseley door. Your checkroom number loud you roar. But everyone has got there first. And so you follow with a curse. When you reach your ro I leal I place. Sweat drizzling down your brow and face. You wait and wait quite pale and weak While other sections go to eat. Eat your breakfast — soon you re through. And off to nursing lab go you. S. C. today! ' t ou dread them sort a. Hope you don t strike someone s aorta! Give a cleansing footsoak . — fun! Hope his johnny doesn I run. P.R.N. straps — what a creation. Thank heavens not actual ward situation ! Then off to the postoffice, usually just To look, cause your friends let their fountain pens rust. 1 hen on to another anatomy trance. While you study real hard with a ponder- ing glance. The muscles, the brain, the liver, the heart.— Has she started, or finished, or mentioned that part? M. G. H. deficit you II nullify — Just sell the lecture as a prize lullaby. Then pharm lecture; how boring it seems. 1 here s twenty-two lights and sixteen crossbeams. The walls are tan and streaked with brown. What interesting marks on the floor you ve found! What? Is she crazy? She won t even smile. She said to tune in, but there isn t a dial. Then gastric convulsions cause you a pain. So o ff to the caf you fly once again. Found in line early? Wh at a sacl fate! With her tray full of lunch teacher tells you to wait. w ards this after ? Darn it. you re on! 1 hey assign you an hour that s two hours long. Dry sterile dressing? You wish you were through. Should be a conductor, the shaking you do. I . P. R. s, too? Brotl ler, what else? Is twenty the fever, or breathing, or pulse? Then dash down to Walcott; how fruitless the quest To f ind some bright day an “A” on a test! Another day s over, classes are done. So back to your rooms, each tired one. Lie down with your studies, down on your beds; Soon into slumber go your poor heads. Working and sweating and struggling so. Why do you do it ? 1 lope someday you’ll know! Sybil 15

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Left to Right: Miss Sleeper: Anna President; Mary E. Lupien La G. Sullivan, President; Grace Hendrick, Vice- Pierre. Secretary; Sally Scnarett, Treasurer. rw aF w B J wfc j ' v - » - L ' STUDENT COUNCIL Mary Ward. President ; Joan Cederholm, Vice-President ; Sylvia Beverly Nelson, Secretary. Sweeney, Treasurer; 17